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this kind of material.
[Barbra (sung):] You have to pay a price, girl!
[Producer 2:] This album needs a hit single we can push.
[Barbra (sung):]They
first album, it shipped gold
That's a insult, considering I did this one in Kinko's
I'm dying to see what this will sold
Will the critics diss it at all,
single word I have to say
Because?
Rah Digga?remains raw
(Follow the rules)
(Ya hear me, huh?)
Rah Digga, rah digga

[Outro]
Peace y'all this is the first
Diamonds and scrilla
But forget to say
Alhamdulillah
Made my album a killer
Plan be	
Now 2-3 droppin'
And I wish to
Ask for forgiveness
Your guidance
just burst in the door 
Started whoopin' her a** worse than before 
They first get divorced throwing her over furniture (scream) 
It's the return
Life.'

And that was like, really the first beat of that kind that was on the Dynasty album
I could say that was the, the resurgence of this whole sound
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
the first house on the left
And get it, got it good
You made it, I knew you would
We got them drinks up in the back and them chic-key's looking good
Hold
burst in the door
Started whoopin' her ass worse than before, they first get divorced
Throwing her over furniture
It's the return of the "Oh wait, no way,
just burst in the door 
Started whoopin' her ass worse than before, they first get divorced 
Throwing her over furniture 
It's the return of the "Oh
burst in the door
Started whoopin' her ass worse than before, they first get divorced
Throwing her over furniture
It's the return of the "Oh wait, no way,
burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorce, throwin' her over furniture
It's the return of the, "Ah,
management
Man, I'm like the Feds, I bring down your establishment
Under the Rico, I purchased my 3rd quarterly from Bob Cito
Got your block locked like
don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man 
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo
just burst in the door 
Started whoopin' her ass worse than before, they first get divorced 
Throwing her over furniture 
It's the return of the "Oh
in the club in Champaign they saying Garbe you hot
they like me they can't wait for my album to drop
i won't stop, RaCheer Records don't release no
burst in the door
And started whoopin' her a** worse than before
They first were divorce, throwin' her over furniture
It's the return of the, "Ah,
a tongue
instead of a pair o' nuts and a stick (You goddamn right)
And every single night, I lick it till my tounge turn white
I thought I was a freak
singles on the radio
Chino never had the doe, I was determined though
Sabotaged at birth, cursed by an evil angel to strangle
My aspirations from every
keep faggot like RuPaul 

troop to the new sensation fuck that whole wannabe gangster fascination 

The illusion is broke, or cock albums mispoke
the shit
The more weight I gain, the more bitches I get
How ironic, hooker made off like me
With no album out, came off like me
First single, watch it take
just burst in the door 
Started whoopin' her ass worse than before, they first get divorced 
Throwing her over furniture 
It's the return of the "Oh